"My lord, you called?" Milarel asked, bowing her head before Aiden.
"Wait outside," Aiden replied, furiously scrubbing his body, especially his crotch.
Mila clicked her tongue, but walked out of the shower. She had expected perhaps Aiden would want to relive a forgotten moment when he called for her. Yet, he just threw her out.
Meanwhile, Aiden remained oblivious to Milarel's desires. Only the burden of his actions was on his mind for the moment.
He had done something out of anger, only to regret it after cooling down.
"Stupid vampire bitch…" he muttered, remembering his rendezvous with Amaela.
As he did, his little brother got excited all over again, betraying his emotions. The disgust only intensified when he thought about why it happened. After all, if he wasn't aroused by her, none of it would have happened. It was his own fault for losing control.
